The Super Special Forces King

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update to the latest chapters of Super Special Forces King!The jungle warfare skills of the dancer are not inferior to Zhang Feng. When he was riding the African savannah, Zhang Feng stayed in the base camp.

However, Zhang Feng's comprehensive combat skills are not comparable to the dancers, but now the enemy is plundered and killed in this forest, and the outcome is unknown.

At this time, Buck Eugene was smoking a cigar on the top of the bunker, and there was another person guarding him, so he wouldn't go down and search, just sit here.

"Ask them if they see the enemy!" Buck Eugene said.

"Yes!"

The subordinate said a few words to the collar of Mai, and then said to the boss: "Boss, they haven't found the enemy yet!"

"Continue searching!"

"Boss, will they all be killed?"

"Are you a pig brain? Those yellow-skinned people were locked in the second floor. They were not killed. It was Urger's people who were killed!"

"It's the captain named Paulillo, but the boss, who killed them?"

"Pig brain!" Buck Eugene scolded: "Naturally, people with yellow skin, they came before us!"

The subordinates were obviously used to being scolded, and he didn't care, just said, "Are they crowded?"

"A lot, a lot!" Buck Eugene said gruffly.

Although his mind is the same as a pig, Buck Eugene likes him to stay by his side, because that makes him appear to have a strong sense of presence.

"Boss, how about we withdraw, these Asians have heavy weapons, we can't get them cheap!" the subordinates said worriedly.

The so-called heavy weapons are the explosions in the bunker, which are powerful.

They must have many other heavy weapons.

Buck Eugene is not here to die, but to live better.

Buck Eugene turned his head and waved his hand and slapped him angrily: "Look, what's the back?"

He suffered a lot, but he looked back. It was a gunship, parked on the top of the bunker. There was an excellent parking place. Rows of missiles like dragonfly eggs hung under the helicopter's belly.

He stopped talking.

Buck Eugene said: "Let them find the position of the yellow-skinned man, and then we will strike in the air!"

"Yes!" the subordinate responded, he felt that only the boss would do.

that is not?You can get it with gunships, what else the boss can't do!

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Two groups of people competed within a radius of more than ten kilometers centered on the dark castle.

Under a big tree, Zhang Feng's hands hung on the branches. He had maintained this movement for ten minutes. The ground under the tree was muddy ground. It was in a low-lying place. The ground was wet and the soil was soft.

There are many footprints on it. According to the scale of the footprints, three people passed by here, and the humidity and hardness of the footprints can be used to judge how long this person has passed.

The size and depth of the footprints can roughly determine the person's weight and height.

These three people are very strong, and Zhang Feng should treat it with caution. Because there are three people, it is difficult for Zhang Feng to kill them all at once. As long as he doesn't kill one person at the first time, then this person will open up. gun.

As soon as the shot was fired, Zhang Feng was exposed, and their people would gather here at once, and it would be difficult to do so.

Zhang Feng was not afraid of them, but he lost the bet with the dancer. Such things cannot happen.

There is a small path here. Just wait for them if they know they will pass by here, and choose the one who takes the place.

Zhang Feng hid behind the big tree, waiting for them to appear.

After squatting for fifteen minutes, there was finally movement, and Zhang Feng held his breath.

It was two people who came, and they were very careful not to touch the vegetation.

When they arrived under the tree, they stopped to rest and said something softly that Zhang Feng couldn't understand. It was their dialect.

A person walked to the root of the big tree. Hearing the sound of footsteps, Zhang Feng became tense.

Hiss...

It was the sound of a zipper, Zhang Feng knew he was going to release water, huh!Seeing this man from the side, he has two pistols and knives on his belt, and a gray body armor at the neckline.

Looks like he should be experienced in combat, wearing camouflage pants, brown field boots on his feet, a look of good texture.

Zhang Feng is four meters away from this person and seven or eight meters away from the other side.

This distance is within a controllable range.

Listening to the other person carefully, he took out a cigarette and lit it, and he put the pistol around his waist.

At this time, it was the time when the two of them were most relaxed,

In two seconds, Zhang Feng was ready to attack, holding something in one hand, and reserve.

He came out silently, and then threw his hands out at the same time. The person who was releasing the water only heard a little wind. He didn't take it seriously. In less than a second, something flew over and slid under his neck. He didn't feel much pain, but it was itchy. While holding his pants in his hand, while holding his neck in his hand, it was greasy, greasy and wet. He looked down, his red hands were full of blood, and he touched his neck again. With big openings, the blood was pouring out, and at the same time he felt dizzy and unable to breathe well. He could only get out and covered his neck with his hands, but the blood still flowed out between his fingers and the water underneath was still flowing. Two steps back, he staggered and fell to the ground, hitting a stone on the back of his head, causing him to die quickly. Before he fell, he saw a man covered with mud under the root of the tree, and his brother over there with his neck. There was a knife stuck in the back, struggling.

The entire process of the two falling down took no more than three seconds. The smoking man was still struggling and did not die. He did not take out the pistol to warn him before he died. He was the only one in his heart and no one else.

He couldn't pull the knife from his neck even to death.

Zhang Feng is still waiting for him to take the gun and solve it with playing cards. Now he doesn't need it and saves it.

The guy who released the water, the water still flows again. It can be seen that he held back for a long time before releasing. Although he is dead now, the consciousness of the release is still there. Zhang Feng lifted a stone with his toes and kicked it...

Go to the smoking man, take out the saber from his neck, wipe the saber clean with his clothes, and put it away.

Put the two corpses into the grass and cover them with hay. By tomorrow morning, the two corpses will only have some bones left.

Finally, Zhang Feng erased the traces of the scene, blood and so on.

After finishing this, Zhang Feng disappeared in the grass, looking for the fighter again.

And the dancer a few kilometers away from Zhang Feng just finished with a single person.

The two of them were competing, and this looked cruel, a bit similar to the devil's murder game.

But there is a difference. Zhang Feng and the dancer are killing off harm. Where can the people Erjie send out to be better?